Mouse Trekking

After bringing home a pair of foster kitties from the vet, two of our foster parents accidentally dropped the cage they were in when they were getting out of the taxi. It shattered, they scattered, and BOOM - instant calling of all SCAA people's to come and join a search party.

Since it was 7:30 at night, that meant it was pitch black, so we were all armed with flashlights and tins of smelly cat treats. We also wound up crawling through vents and 5 of us, myself included, wound up climbing over several fences following Dexter (one of the 2). We saw both of them but couldn't catch them, so Lee-anne baited her humane catch-and-release cage. We set it up and locked it to the bike shed - the foster parents are gonna check it every two hours over the night ad climbed out to the applause of a dozen amused local residents who were utterly confounded at the number of laowais worried about lost cats.

Poor babies. They must be so scared and confused.

Anyway, meme time. And HELLS YES:




I ain't changing a thing, dude. Except maybe Prowl 'cause Jazz would get SO jealous, but I'll risk it if I can keep everything else. Black paint job! Bad ass! TIME TRAVELING TRIPLE CHANGER!!!! HELL YEAH! I am SO saving Screamer's life! *nodsnodsnods*